She needs love, like it's goin' outta style 

Sits down and cries about it, once in a while 

Cause that, wakes me up sometimes, at 4am 

Sayin' Rock me baby, rock me baby, Aw hunny, roll me again 

(Yeah) 

but my baby's miles, and miles and miles and miles from boredom 

(Yeah) 

she keeps me miles and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom 

Yes she does 

She spends all my money, with her high class taste 

And you ain't got a chance, if you ain't got it to waste 

First, she sees it, she wants it,then gives it away 

She up and changes her mind,10 times a day 

(Yeah) 

But she keeps me miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom 

Cause my baby's miles, and miles, and miles and miles from boredom 

Yes she is 

(I'll say) 

Miles and 

Miles and 

Miles and miles 

She likes hot cars, she likes my fame 

Take me for a ride, that's the name of the game 

Yeah, but I wouldn't have it, any other way 

It's like havin' a different ch-ch-ch-ch every day 

Yeah cause she's miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom 

(yeah) 

Now my baby's miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom 

Ah, and she keeps me miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom 

(Yeah) 

Miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom 

When yer sick of that, same old face 

Doin' it, the same old ways 

Look at her, look at her, day after day 

Ah yeah 

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